Fortunately, after walking about a mile, I found a cave hidden behind the waterfall.
I was so happy that the fatigue that was taking its toll on me dissipated. I took Rufus into the cave as quickly as I could.
The mouth of the cave was smaller than the space it held inside. It was bigger than I thought. Although a waterfall was plunging outside, the area it was concealing was rather dry. I took off my coat and wrapped it on Rufus.
Under the dim moonlight shining through the waterfall, I checked on Rufus’ condition. His lips were dry and cracked, and he had dark circles beneath his eyes, but these weren’t the only features that did justice to how out of sorts he was. I went to probe the wound on his chest, and it just made him look more miserable.
The bandage was not only wet; it also caught a lot of weeds and sand that it couldn’t sift.
I carefully untied the bandage, uncovering the wound. My hand trembled at the sight, and my heart ached. His injury was serious. The wound was so deep that the bones were visible. Since it got wet, the area started to fester.
I took a deep breath and felt a lingering fear. I couldn’t imagine what would have happened to Rufus had I not arrived here tonight. I shook my head to erase the scenario that played inside my mind.
Then I realized Rufus’ forehead was scorching! If the wound worsened, a persistent fever would put his life in danger. I had to at least stop it from getting even more infected.
I racked my brain to think of a way. What should be done? Then it suddenly occurred to me that the mate’s lick would be helpful for his injury. Although I used witchcraft to cover up my mate bond with Rufus before, our connection was undeniable, so licking the spot of his injury should be effective.
Rufus’ breath was becoming searing by the second. I had to make up my mind since there was no other way. I removed the disguise of my scent and lowered my head to lick Rufus’ lesions.
Crystal’s POV
After licking, Rufus’ wounds showed signs of faster healing; the lesions stopped bleeding and were eventually closing. I rose to get some water, but Rufus, despite being unconscious, managed to slink his hand to my wrist, pulling me back. He muttered something under his breath, and then reached for the back of my head, yanking me for a kiss on the lips.
I was wide-eyed, stunned by what he did. I wondered what was going on.
Rufus’ kiss was becoming wilder. His kisses were beginning to asphyxiate me, and I was becoming numb. But he was unyielding.
I groaned and tried to push Rufus away, but he was undeniably much stronger than me. He turned over, and now he was on top of me, pressing me on the ground as he intended to continue kissing me. To my horror, I found that his eyes were open, sternly fixed on me.
For a moment, I froze. I fumbled for a way to explain my presence here.
But soon, I calmed down and relieved a sigh.
That was because when I looked closely at his eyes, he seemed to be unfocused, as if he was still in a state of unconsciousness.
Realization was slowly dawning on me. I totally forgot about how the saliva of a werewolf could prompt their mate’s sexual desire. It seemed that I had been separated from Rufus for too long that it slipped my mind.
Calmness kicked in. I couldn’t help worming my arms around Rufus’ waist. Since I couldn’t escape just yet, I might as well enjoy it while it lasted.
I tore off a piece of fabric from my coat and bound Rufus’ eyes with it, and then hugged him again.
Rufus was obviously torn between hating and consenting my actions amidst the stupor he was in. Eventually, he stripped off his clothes and held me tightly, as if hoping that embedding me into his body and us merging into one was possible.
I hung my legs against his body. He moaned, and I felt his hot breath fanning my skin.
Gasping for air, Rufus stroked my legs and traced his fingers all the way up until it reached the vertex between my legs. He hooked my underwear with his expert fingers and pulled it aside.
I unconsciously squeezed my legs together as I grabbed Rufus’ wrist subconsciously.
As if to remind me of the disparity in our strengths, he didn’t break a sweat in shoving my hand away. Persistent, his slender fingers skillfully slid into my opening. While gently giving my clit little attention, he pulled down his underwear, freeing his furious shaft.
As if having a mind of its own, my body reacted, arching and aching to feel the warmth from his manhood. Delicate gasps came flowing out of my mouth. Rufus’ fingers were like pistons in my honeypot against the lube my canal had produced. Hearing the rhythmic sounds from my lower body coupled with the friction of his fingers against my channel aroused me. He continued doing wonders down there, and soon, I trembled as I neared and reached the peak of my orgasm.
With my patience stretching thin, I waited not a second longer for me to recover my strength. I took a deep breath as courage took charge of my spinning mind. I turned us over, and it was now my turn pinning him on the ground. I crashed my lips against his, kissing him fervently. I positioned myself, leveling his crotch on my needy cunt.
Rubbing my vulva against his monstrosity, I felt myself cum. As I teased myself, I realized something. Never before had I felt emptier like this moment.
I moved myself down, wrapping my other pair of lips around the thickness of his glandes. Shifting my buttocks, I let myself get into a comfortable position as my twat slowly gobbled up Rufus’ shaft.
I groaned, feeling my eyes get lost at the back of my head. That contact alone sent me for a trip to a sinfully heavenly paradise. It had been so long since I had last done this, so I found the first invasion uncomfortable. Although my cunt was dripping wet from my previous release, it did little in helping me accommodate all of Rufus. His thing was painfully enormous for my hole to swallow.
Rufus frowned and held my waist. He seemed to think that I was unnecessarily taking my time. Impatient, he pushed himself up, fully injecting his prick inside me, all the way up to the entrance of my cervix.
“It’s so big…” I threw my head back and moaned. The feeling of being filled made my scalp tingle. My clit throbbed as I felt his thickness pulsate within me. I didn’t dare to move, but the feeling of swelling f0rced me to.
Rufus’ handsome face was covered with sweat. He seemed to be elated. He cupped my breasts as he continued to thrust in and out of me, and it was driving me crazy. He picked up his pace from the steady movements he was doing as I tried to meet him halfway through his powerful pumps.
“Rufus, I’m coming! Ah…”
When I closed my eyes, all my senses were occupied by the fullness of his thing inside me, pleasuring me. His size made my vagina swollen. I let Rufus’ crotch fill me to the brim. Although my movement was not a match with his, it brought great pleasure.
Burning for a release, I pumped myself, fully adjusted to his size. I chased for the elusive waves of pleasure that surged within me just earlier. A few thrusts and I could feel my walls constricting around him. His manhood reacted and twitched inside me. Finally, I reached heaven once again before crashing down. Exhausted, I hunkered down and leaned on Rufus’ naked body, not bothering to break our contact down there. My hole was still sucking his shaft. The desire clouded my mind like a fog and made me crazy. I let my disheveled hair fall down.
My pussy was still welcoming Rufus’ notch. He placed my head between his hands and directed me into a kiss.
“Hmm…”
Rufus kissed me and straightened up. As he sat up, his thing inside me convulsed, shooting his seed inside me. I could feel our liquids mixing, creating obscene sounds between us.
I felt out of breath and let it all out. Pinching his notch against my walls, I freed another orgasm.
Crystal’s POV
Rufus was blindfolded. Although he was only driven by instincts, he still continued filling me to the brim. At this moment, he appeared to be oblivious to the wound on his chest. He grabbed my waist and pinned it firmly, thrusting into my core so wildly.
The intense passion and desire eroded and burned us.
Rufus then gently pressed me under his body, knelt on his knee on the cold ground, and shrugged his buttocks as he moved in and out of my body slowly. His slow speed couldn’t satisfy the void in between my legs. I was itching for more and hoped that he would ravage me as much as he could.
“Faster… Ah, it feels so good!”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and panted.
His thin lips parted ever so slightly, and his warm breath escaped from his mouth. He then bent his head and sucked my nipple. At this point, he began to lose control and heavily thrust his hard, thick organ into mine.
I could clearly hear his heavy breathing and the crisp sound of our flesh rubbing against each other. “Ahhh… faster… harder!”
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